Rebelle Society, Author at Rebelle Society

There’s a lot on this subject. But what if, once we begin on this path of positive conscious self-creation, it’s not all smooth straightaway?

“Kiss goodbye?” he asked, somehow regaining composure, authority, as his cross glowed insidiously, something ever reborn.

We must understand that we cannot love someone we don’t know very well, someone we don’t fully accept and someone we judge.

“I slept with someone else,” he says, and my heart breaks for the first time. I let him go. But summer comes, and I contact him again.

Serve basket of warm naan next to clay pot of spicy curry... Arrange wildflowers on pagewith light angling in from outside.

Back to the urban wall and jasmine. Grapple for the blue of earth, the brush between fingers, sweat running down her arm.

Celebrate the Underworld. Celebrate the dance of being human, but also being a creaturely mystic with the capacity to dissolve in time.

It was a town where gringos just don’t go. None of his extended family spoke English or had ever even had any close contact with a gringa.

From this pulpit, I receive my sacrament and the scripture of how to live a life of truth. Every goodbye renders a hello at Heaven's door.

Cry, stomp your feet, go to the gym, but be a dork too, fall in love, not with a girl but with yourself, find out the kind of man you can be.